I speak in relation chiefly to Sir John, whom the vulgar call Ramorny.

We have not seen him since the onslaught of Curfew Street, and though we know he was somedeal hurt in that matter, we cannot see why he should not do homage in leal and duteous sort.

Here, you, our Calabash King at arms, did you legally summon Sir John to his part of this evening's revels ?" "I did, my lord." "And did you acquaint him that we have for this night suspended his sentence of banishment, that, since higher powers have settled that part, we might at least take a mirthful leave of an old friend ?" "I so delivered it, my lord," answered the mimic herald.
"And sent he not a word in writing, he that piques himself upon being so great a clerk ?" "He was in bed, my lord, and I might not see him.

So far as I hear, he hath lived very retired, harmed with some bodily bruises, malcontent with your Highness's displeasure, and doubting insult in the streets, he having had a narrow escape from the burgesses, when the churls pursued him and his two servants into the Dominican convent.

The servants, too, have been removed to Fife, lest they should tell tales." "Why, it was wisely done," said the Prince, who, we need not inform the intelligent reader, had a better title to be so called than arose from the humours of the evening--"it was prudently done to keep light tongued companions out of the way.